I'm just so darn sexy!

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Originally posted by Weegee:
The Weeg will be leaving town for two weeks for a swing across the east coast. Although, I'll be online periodically, I will miss all my monsoonettes terribly.

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Hey, can you do me a favor? Can you wear big shoes when you go out to meet the Weeg? I remember from the height thread that you're 5'10", right? Just do it, please.

How many posts you on now? I may have to go ahead and bump you up.

And yeah, I'll be asking the designer about fixing that small type. You're not the first person to say so.

eh I was busy that weekend. Although I was surprised at your reaction when I called you: (Uh that's next week GRRRRRR)

"I think sometimes when the sky turn dark and thick but no rain aint coming, that its secretly spitting dust rhinos and dust bunnies out the sky. Either something come storming outta those fancy dark clouds. The wind looks mighty pissed, cause from where I'm standing, its rain or nothing, Chicken. The crops are due, so pay up."

He pushed the chicken with his boot. It looked at him, turned around, and the sky began shooting water.

"I'll say," he said taking off his cap to scratch his bald head, "That's one fine chicken."

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Originally posted by Spaiss Owl:
Since we are all talking about weather... Lately here in CT, the clouds have been filling me with fantasies of dragons and castles from far off.
Then today this bizarro story blurb popped into my head. Here it is.

"I think sometimes when the sky turn dark and thick but no rain aint coming, that its secretly spitting dust rhinos and dust bunnies out the sky. Either something come storming outta those fancy dark clouds. The wind looks mighty pissed, cause from where I'm standing, its rain or nothing, Chicken. The crops are due, so pay up."

He pushed the chicken with his boot. It looked at him, turned around, and the sky began shooting water.

"I'll say," he said taking off his cap to scratch his bald head, "That's one fine chicken."

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Now I think I'll start a story called Tom John Rugby & The Magickal Chicken. I know I need to get out more.

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The bartender boy is back!

*leaves a bunch of Screwdrivers in the refridgerator for later*

[Edited because uncapitalized "screwdrivers in the refridgerator for later" sounds amazingly scary.]

On Saturday, I met my friends and then we headed off to the beach. In San Diego. A 1.5 hr drive. The drive was so beautiful. It was overcast and started to drizzle a few times, but it was amazing. The water wasn't cold at all. It was normal southern california ocean temp. And I prefer a cold ocean. When I was in the Gulf it was too warm for me. The water would have been nicer if I wasn't sick (cold), but I still had a great time. Then we crashed at my friend's sister's house. This morning we drove back, hung out in my car, then went to a shindig for the seniors of the Harlequin club (all officers have to go). That was fun, and good eating.

In the meantime, the papaya king is banging his staff on the floor. The Weeg is back home. Some fairly heavy rain for a few days but now back to normal.